Wine and Gun

Albarino obviously fully understood what he was thinking, so he added thoughtfully: "Because I think this gift is more suitable for the night than tomorrow morning."

Herstal stared at each other for a moment, then clipped the bookmark where he had just seen, and stood up. He is now dressed completely at home: shirt, trousers, lead-grey nightgown, cotton slippers, in this situation where he is not fully armed and Albarino doesn't know what to put in front of him , he tends to be more cautious.

This is mainly due to the fact that Albarino is so good at making a fool of himself, and the word "suitable for the night" inevitably makes him have some bad associations.

"You know," he warned Albarino as he made his way to the tree, "if I take erotic lingerie or something out of the box, I'm not going to do it your way."

"Do I only have this credit in your heart?" Albarino bemoaned exaggeratedly, before continuing to drink his eggnog in a leisurely manner, which seemed to imply that Herstal hadn't guessed.

There was a sizable pile of gifts under the Christmas tree, and the two murderers who fled to Hoxton shouldn't have had that many friends: most of them were people who had known since Albarino's flower shop It was delivered, and Herstal believed that he had probably known the merchants of the entire street, and had become a close friend of all the women over the age of sixty on the street.

And other gifts came from Herstal's colleagues in Flora, including Emma, ​​who came to the country in the fall (it's surprising that this tough woman thought she knew her boss was a murderer) It would be a good idea to continue giving him Christmas presents later, or, since she's willing to continue working for a murderer, such a trivial matter is not a big deal at all), including a small, troubled man from Herstal. After trying to figure out the black box of his new boss, after carefully weighing the size and weight of the box, Albarino bet that they would pull out a frighteningly expensive watch from it.

Gabriel Morgenstern didn't give them any Christmas presents, but with her self-centeredness, it might be hard for her to notice anyone but her boyfriend on a holiday like this; it's Saga Leah sent an email that, in addition to wishing them a Merry Christmas, said "I'm glad we got along well in Hoxton this year" - which is probably "I'm glad you're not on my boss's turf" The subtext of "Murdering" - the email was attached with a list of the current addresses of at least twenty felons who have not been brought to justice.

The most unexpected gift came from Olga Molozze herself. Herstal did not want to ponder how she got the addresses of the two of them. From his own perspective alone, he could come up with at least three. A way to get Olga an address. Anyway, she sent a package all the way from Westland with a terribly ugly Christmas card that said: Don't guess what's in it, it's the book I published in October of this year .

Hestal looked down at such a pile of gift boxes with strange origins, and quickly found the one that definitely belonged to Albarino: the other party seemed to like the dark blue packaging. The box was not heavy. It was only the width of the palm of the hand, but not as long as the forearm. It was difficult for Herstal to imagine what gifts could be in such a slender box.

He has already learned not to speculate on Albarino's thinking circuit. The things that the other party will put in front of him in the end are often different from what he imagined. The key is the same last time, and the gun in the safe is the same. the same.

And now Albarino is watching him with interest from the sofa, his eyes more pleasant than the drama: in fact Herstal knew that the other party was watching his expression carefully, just to see him dismantle. The emotion in his eyes the moment he opened the gift.

With a little confusion, Herstal sat back in his seat near the fireplace and opened the gift on his lap. Underneath the dark blue wrapping paper and ribbon was a black, unmarked leather box, in keeping with Albarino's usual style. He reached out and lifted the lid, and saw between the black velvet inside the box lay something he never thought would be in the "Christmas present" line--

That's a soldering iron.

It's the kind of thing people see in ancient movies, with a slender handle like a poker and a metal stamp less than two fingers wide at the other end for branding. Modern people will stamp this brand on cattle and sheep to distinguish the flocks of different shepherds, while in ancient times, lords may stamp the brand with the family crest on their slaves, using to swear their ownership.

At this moment, Herstal frowned, pulled the soldering iron out of the box, and turned it over to see the pattern on the seal. On the seal was a line of slightly raised text, which was not easy to read because it was written backwards, but Herstal could still see at a glance what the letters were.

That soldering iron was engraved with a name: HERSTAL ARMALIGHT.

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